You ever feel like you have no choice but to reach out and talk to people, even when you feel unwanted by them?
Everything inside me screams not to message or call, but the fear of being forgotten about. That confirmation that I really do not matter, I do not cross your mind - that might send me into a whole different spiral.
That’s ultimately why I reach out, bc I crave so deeply to mean something to someone and I don’t want to leave room for them to show me how little I am thought about, loved or cared for.
Closing the chapter of unpleasant topics – lately I've been seeing an outpouring of posts from unhappy people who can't stand that certain tropes, parings or plot choices are more popular than others. Someone even made a bingo out of it, mocking it and authors who use certain ways of writing.
Even if I don't read these kind of stories myself, I would never dare ridicule other authors because I don't like their choices. I made my own bingo for you, critics who were not asked for their opinion by anyone. This is for you:
When will the children learn that actors are not political figures and legally, contractually can't make strongly opinionated statements about sensitive, politcal topics-